After hearing Andura’s explanation of kirato’s ability, a flash of understanding crossed Lucifer’s pure black eyes, and he nodded slightly, as if confirming a certain hypothesis.
“Returning the attack inflicted upon oneself back to the attacker.” He murmured to himself, his fingers gently brushing over the wound on his chest that was writhing and healing, “In principle, it shares a common subtlety with the magic power ‘Full Counter’ that I know.”
As he spoke, the muscle tissue in his chest, enveloped by the dense Demon God Power, was frantically proliferating and reorganizing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The dark red blood stopped gushing, the mangled flesh quickly closed and smoothed over, and finally, not even a single scar remained, leaving only smooth skin as if that deep-to-the-bone slash had never existed.
“Truly…
an astounding regenerative ability.” Witnessing this nearly logic-defying repair speed, Andura’s ice-blue eyes contracted again, and he instinctively whispered his evaluation.
This was not just a manifestation of power, but a symbol of a vitality so boundless it was despair-inducing.
Lucifer remained noncommittal to this comment, whether it was praise or wariness.
He simply looked up at Andura, a meaningful curve hooking the corner of his mouth.
“Your ‘Sacred Treasure’ is very interesting.
So, as a return gift, let me show you something interesting as well.”
As his voice fell, his right hand loosened its grip, and the pitch-black longsword condensed from pure Demon God Power let out a light hum before crumbling into countless fine fragments of black light, re-integrating into his body.
Then, he extended the index and middle fingers of his right hand, pressing them together like a sword, and slowly drew them through the void in front of him.
With the movement of his fingertips, wisps of dark magic power—more refined than before and seemingly containing starlight—oozed from his tips.
They did not scatter randomly but followed a certain profound trajectory, quickly weaving and outlining.
In just two or three breaths, the entity of a longsword transformed from an illusory ‘concept’ into a tangibly existing ‘object,’ floating quietly in front of Lucifer.
When he saw the form of this sword clearly, the composure and pride on Andura’s face froze instantly, then transformed into unbelievable horror!
He abruptly looked down at the kirato held in his own hand, then suddenly looked up to stare fixedly at the sword in front of Lucifer.
Repeating this several times, a storm of shock surged within his ice-blue pupils.
The shape, the dimensions, the crossguard patterns, even the faint, ice-crack-like fine textures on the blade…
they were exactly the same!
No, it wasn’t just the appearance!
With his keen perception as the Captain of the Warriors and his familiarity with his own Sacred Treasure, he could clearly feel that the newborn longsword opposite him was emitting an energy fluctuation of the same origin as the kirato in his hand, yet even more deep and inscrutable!
That fluctuation was not a simple imitation; it possessed the characteristics of kirato at its very core!
“You…
what did you do?!” Andura’s voice cracked slightly due to extreme shock.
He stared intently at Lucifer as if looking at a monster.
“What kind of sorcery is that?!
Why…
why is there another kirato?!”
Lucifer raised his right hand slightly and grasped the hilt that floated before him, which fit him perfectly.
The hilt felt slightly cool to the touch, and a sense of familiarity as if it were an extension of his own arm, along with a faint aura of causality, transmitted to him. Get faster updates on novelping dot com.
He swung it casually twice, leaving faint black trails in the air.
“Sorcery?
No, this is just an application of my own ‘magic power.'” His tone was flat, as if stating a most ordinary fact.
“My magic power is called—[Deconstruction of All Things].
Its effect is to analyze and replicate everything I ‘touch’—magic power, techniques, Sacred Treasures…”
He spoke the core of his ability without any reservation.
He was confident that even if the opponent knew, there would be little they could do to counter it in the face of absolute strength and the nature of the ability.
More importantly, through analysis, Lucifer instantly saw through the characteristics of kirato’s ability.
The characteristic of the Sacred Treasure · kirato is to reflect the enemy’s magic and physical attacks.
However, there is a reflection limit, which is approximately twice the wielder’s own total Combat Class.
Attacks exceeding this limit cannot be fully reflected and may even cause the Sacred Treasure to overload or be damaged.
This is fundamentally different from Meliodas’s ‘Full Counter,’ which theoretically has ‘infinite reflection.’
One has a clear ceiling of endurance, while the other is closer to a rule itself.
“Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!” Andura snapped back from his shock, replaced by a stronger denial and a rage born from his beliefs being challenged.
Replicating a Sacred Treasure?
This was simply a desecration of the concept of a Sacred Treasure itself!
“How could such an absurd magic power exist in this world!
This must be an illusion!
A deception!”
As if to prove it, and also to dispel the massive unease suddenly rising in his heart, Andura let out a wild roar and once again mobilized his full power!
The silver-white wings on his back erupted with a blinding light, and his figure almost turned into a silver line tearing through space, charging toward Lucifer once more!
This time, he no longer held back, his ice-blue magic power swirling around the blade like a storm!
“Mirror Imitation!”
Just as he rushed close to Lucifer and was about to launch his attack, a low roar erupted from his throat!
Buzz—!
The space around Lucifer suddenly rippled like water.
In an instant, six massive magic barriers—smooth as real mirrors with dark blue runes flowing along their edges—emerged out of thin air, precisely forming a hexagonal closed cage centered on Lucifer! Get faster updates on novelping . com.
Andura’s true body, at the moment the mirrors formed, vanished from Lucifer’s direct field of vision like a drop of water merging into the ocean.
Almost at the same moment, the reflections of Andura in the six ‘mirrors’ all came to ‘life’ simultaneously!
Their movements were synchronized, their eyes cold, and the kirato in their hands shone with a real murderous intent.
From six completely different directions—up and down, left and right, front and back—they launched a synchronized thrust toward Lucifer at the center of the mirror array, leaving absolutely no blind spots!
Before the sword tips even arrived, the interwoven cold killing intent and magic sharpness had already made the air inside the mirror array feel frozen!
“Oh?
Splitting one’s attack through space and multiplying its quantity using the principle of mirror reflection?” Standing at the center of this certain-kill move, Lucifer’s pure black eyes quickly scanned the six mirrors and the figures stabbing from within them, instantly understanding the essence of this ‘Mirror Imitation’ magic power.
“A decent tactic, using a combination of illusions and reality to create a lethal situation.
Unfortunately…”
Instead of panic, a look of ‘as expected’ realization appeared on his face.
Against this kind of seemingly unsolvable multi-layered attack, the best way is often not to distinguish which one is the true body.
“In the face of absolute power and the corresponding ‘logic,’ quantity is sometimes meaningless.”
Lucifer whispered, and the pitch-black blade of the replica kirato in his hand suddenly lit up with a dark glow.
He did not try to parry or dodge any of the attacks.
Instead, he held the blade level, the Demon God Power within him surging into it, and then, with himself as the center, he abruptly swung the sword to draw a perfect dark arc!
The pitch-black arc expanded silently, like a dark ripple swallowing light, gently brushing past the ‘Anduras’—whose reality was hard to discern—stabbing from six directions, as well as the swords in their hands.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack…!
A series of crisp shattering sounds rang out almost simultaneously!
The six sturdy magic mirrors, upon contact with the dark arc, shattered into a sky full of crystalline blue light spots like glass struck by an invisible heavy hammer!
“Ugh—!!”
At the same moment the mirror array shattered, a pained groan came from several meters behind and to the side of Lucifer.
Andura’s true body stumbled into view from the shattered mirror fragments.
His face was pale, one hand clutching his chest, as dark red blood continuously seeped through his fingers.
This was precisely the result of the ‘Mirror Imitation’ magic power being reflected by kirato’s characteristic—he had split his attack into six, and kirato had precisely returned the total force contained in those split attacks back to him, the ‘source’ and ‘controller.’
Lucifer slowly retracted his longsword.
The six wounds of varying depths on his body, caused by the mirror reflections’ attacks, also healed rapidly under the circulation of the Demon God Power.
He looked at Andura, who was kneeling on one knee and panting incessantly, his gaze calm and without ripples.
“The moon in the water and the flower in the mirror are illusions in the end.
I have already seen your ‘treasure’ and ‘technique.'”